Only the Cessation
In this world I am the eve of malevolence,
You should thrust this to your intelligence,
Before you are crying,
“Tis time for thy twinge!”
I should never shed a tear of love,
Never make you bleed gaiety,
For, give me of good reasoning,
To ever hand to you my heart,
But I tell you now, thy gracious fool,
Humanity prevails in this world,
Only to asphyxiate it and soon,
We all shall conquer the cessation to our being.
Copyright © Nicole King | Year Posted 2010
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